"Xiao ......"

Hearing Xiao Yifeng's words, He Tong's face changed greatly.

At this time, Xiao Yifeng's body shot directly towards He Tong, and attacked his dantian with one palm, and the latter hurriedly resisted, and was bombarded again and again.

Eyes of the Dementor!

Xiao Yifeng cast his soul eyes on him, the purple halo in his eyes shone brightly, with a confused look, which confused He Tong's mind on the spot, and his eyes became dull.

Bang!

Xiao Yifeng cast the Nine Stars to chase the moon, and his body instantly appeared in front of He Tong, and a palm burst out like lightning, abolishing He Tong's dantian on the spot, and his strength in the late stage of entering the Holy Realm turned into nothingness in an instant.

He Tong spit out a mouthful of blood from his mouth, his face turned pale, his body knelt on the ground, and the whole person suddenly aged by more than ten years.

"Grandpa!"

Seeing He Tong being injured, He An couldn't help but exclaim.

Bang!

Xiao Yifeng kicked He An's body, kicked him out on the spot, kicked him four or five ribs, and kept spitting blood in his mouth.

He Anzhong had already regretted it to the extreme, he had known that this was the case, he would definitely not look for his grandfather to take revenge, he thought he had offended a stunned young man, but he didn't expect that what he offended was a terrible god of killing.

"Throw them all out, and you won't be allowed to set foot in here again!"

Xiao Yifeng shouted with a cold face.

The person in charge of the two dragon thorns who had half-stepped into the Holy Realm glanced at Xiao Yifeng and directly carried the grandfather and grandson out.

"Are you alright?"

Xiao Yifeng looked at Song Chenbo and the others.

"We're fine, but the old man, you came too timely, and what are you sitting on, is it a big eagle, it's really majestic." ”

Song Chenbo looked at the snow sculpture with interest, and the latter was just lying there, motionless.

"This is a snow sculpture of my mount. ”

Xiao Yifeng said lightly.

"Thank you for helping me again!"

Li Shengnan looked at Xiao Yifeng and said gratefully.

"I've always been a helpful person. ”

Xiao Yifeng boasted.

"That's right, our boss will be very enthusiastic to help people whenever he meets a beautiful woman. ”

Song Chenbo said in a timely manner.

"If you talk nonsense, I'll shut your mouth!"

Xiao Yifeng glared at Song Chenbo angrily, the latter didn't dare to say anything anymore, and obediently covered his mouth.

Huaxia, in a mysterious space, in a luxurious palace.

A middle-aged man wearing a purple robe, with a majestic aura and exuding the might of an emperor, sat on a chair made of gold, it was Xuanyuan Hao, the patriarch of the Xuanyuan clan.

On both sides of this hall stood a group of old men, all with melodious breaths and deep eyes.

At this time, from outside the main hall, a figure slowly came, it was a young man in his twenties, with a handsome face, peugeot facial features, a pair of starry eyes, rich eyebrows, a tall nose, and moderately thick lips gently pursed.

A long hair was bound by a purple headband, two strands of hair hung down from his forehead, and he was wearing a black robe with golden lines, with an atmospheric, majestic, and majestic momentum, and walked step by step from outside the main hall, without exuding any aura on his body, but exuding a kind of majesty that shocked the heroes.

And this person is the young patriarch of the Xuanyuan clan, Xuanyuan Hao's son Xuanyuan Hong.

"See the young patriarch, congratulations to the young patriarch for getting out!"

The group of old men in the main hall all looked at this Xuanyuan Hong and shouted respectfully.

"Elders don't have to be so polite!"

Xuanyuan Hong looked at everyone and smiled lightly.

"Hong'er Congratulations, your strength has stepped into heaven and man, and you have lived up to my expectations. ”

Xuanyuan Hao looked at Xuanyuan Hong and said with a smile.

"Father, Hong'er said, I will definitely not live up to your expectations, let alone lose the face of the Xuanyuan family. ”

The corners of Xuanyuan Hong's mouth showed a confident smile, with a hint of uninhibitedness.

"Hong'er, this time you went out of the customs, just to discuss your marriage with Miss Dongfang Yanran of the Dongfang family. ”

Xuanyuan Hao looked at Xuanyuan Hong and said.

"It's up to the father to decide everything. ”

Xuanyuan Hong said directly.

"Now several hermit clans are beginning to move, began to alliance with each other to find teammates, our Xuanyuan clan is powerful, naturally become the target of many people, this marriage with the Dongfang clan, can be regarded as determining the relationship between our allies, with the assistance of the Dongfang clan, our Xuanyuan clan will not seem so lonely. ”

Xuanyuan Hao said lightly.

"Even if I don't marry, the other hermit clans don't dare to do anything to my Xuanyuan clan, if they dare to touch the Xuanyuan clan, I will let them know how powerful the Xuanyuan clan is. ”

A gleam flashed in Xuanyuan Hong's eyes.

"By the way, Hong'er, there is one more thing, since you are out, I will leave it to you to deal with. ”

Xuanyuan Hao looked at Xuanyuan Hong and said.

"Father, what's the matter?"

Xuanyuan Hong said.

"The Ming Hong Knife was unsealed, and it was recognized as the master's control, and the nine-fold seal set by the ancestor before has now been broken twice. ”

Xuanyuan Hao said in a deep voice.

"What, Ming Hongdao has been unsealed and recognized as the master?

A look of shock flashed in Xuanyuan Hong's eyes.

"That's right, what I asked you to do is to let you go back to the Minghong Knife, this Minghong Knife is very important, if once the Nine Seals are all broken, it will definitely be a huge disaster, and the threat to the Xuanyuan clan is also very great, so we must not let such a thing happen, we must reseal the Minghong Knife. ”

Xuanyuan Hao said with a solemn face.

"Please rest assured, father, I will definitely find the Ming Hong Knife, and I also want to see how powerful the person who can control this Ming Hong Knife is, and where it is sacred!"

The corners of Xuanyuan Hong's mouth outlined a mysterious smile, and his eyes were full of essence.

Then Xuanyuan Hong left this hall, and an old man in this hall looked at Xuanyuan Hao and said, "Patriarch, you let the young patriarch go alone to recapture the Ming Hong Sword, I'm afraid it's a bit dangerous." ”

"This is a test for him, and I am sure that my son will not let me down. ”

Xuanyuan Hong said lightly.

"But in case, that person appears, wouldn't that young patriarch ......?"

Another old man said with a frown.

"Don't worry, I have my own arrangements!"

Xuanyuan Hao's eyes flashed with a mysterious light.

Time flies, the night falls, and the day passes like this, but the sensation caused by Yanjing on this day is not small, and it is all about Xiao Yifeng.

In this villa in the Champs-Ésés, there are only Xiao Yifeng and Zhang Xinlan.

"Xinlan, you will live here in the future, don't go back to the Xiao family. ”

Xiao Yifeng looked at Zhang Xinlan and said.

"Well, but Brother Xiaofeng, you don't stay here often, I'm here alone, I'm a little scared. ”

Zhang Xinlan said in a low voice.

"Scared?"

Xiao Yifeng frowned slightly, his eyes flickering.

(End of chapter)